the state of affairs

suppose the majesty

declared her vote for love

where would the world fall?

days gone of obedient lines

nodding to words of God’s Grace

helpless to their meanings

their madnesses

their greeds and troubles

now we’ve all cocooned

and, bursting forth in royal velvets

and silks,

cry laws and demands

on the world




to no one

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